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https://pennedinhonor.com/2017/08/10/current-christian-genocide/#commentsThu, 10 Aug 2017 01:12:38 +0000http://pennedinhonor.com/?p=690]]>Maybe you don’t know it’s happening – it is. I just talked about this in my last post yesterday. Let’s see if you got anything from it. Let’s see if you can care more about others than yourself. Maybe you can shed a tear for the genocide and ethnic cleansing that is happening RIGHT NOW in this time in history – not the 1940’s people – now. Do you want to do something about it? Here’s a way:

I beg of you, honestly. Look beyond yourself. Life and death is in your hands. Maybe you can’t stop all the evil in the world, but you can help one person. Or maybe more. Doing anything is better than throwing up your hands and saying the cause is lost – or worse, pretending the cause doesn’t even exist.

This might come across as totally out of the blue, but trust me, it is not. If you are the maybe 15% that this doesn’t apply to, then fantastic, move on and keep going like you are – for the rest of you, I encourage you to listen up, and heed the words – if not specifically applicable, then generally.

It is utterly pathetic how people, both men and women weep for fictional characters that never existed and never will exist. There are many things that can touch our souls, but when we allow our emotions to be manipulated and influenced by decent playacting on a screen, we are losing a part of our true humanity. We are exchanging the capacity to truly care about others for a fictional sob story, likely written only to control and ensnare our minds, while simultaneously making our wallets a bit lighter.

If we will weep, let it be for the real people that are truly suffering or not at all. Men, women, and children are suffering and dying right now, this very moment all over the world. Those who have no one. Who die alone. Those who die such terrible deaths from war, torture, gang-rape, murder, hunger, disease… these are the ones who deserve your tears, and hopefully your action.

Amazing how we can cry ourselves to sleep about some character in a Netflix series, and then get up the next day and turn to our neighbor that has terminal cancer and treat them like garbage. Then they die one day, and we’re so surprised they never told us. Really? We care more about figments of our imaginations than we do the truly wounded and broken people all around us. Just because someone may have a lot of money, a nice car, or wear a smile on their face does not at all mean they aren’t hurting.

How about we stop caring about our imaginary friends known as actors, and start caring about the real people in our lives. Fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers, uncles, aunts, cousins, grandparents, friends, and even the coworkers that irritate us so badly…

There are people who need you all around. If you could stop thinking about yourself for one second, you might just notice the tears that everyone around you is hiding. And if you do choose to try to reach out to them and help them – you might just discover that the emptiness that has been eating away at your insides for years, doesn’t quite hurt so much anymore.

When you turn your eyes outwards instead of inwards – when you look to soothe the pain of others instead of constantly demanding the attention of everyone around you to make them feel bad for you, and listen to all your whining – when you can truly learn to care about others more than yourself, you might finally awake to discover that you just don’t have time to be depressed anymore because you have a purpose again. Others need your help.

There is truly something incredible and beautiful in a way about both the book and the film titled, “The Shack” written by William P. Young. As most of us have heard, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. The aftermath of the attack on Pearl Harbor was undoubtedly a beautiful thing to the Japanese. To the Americans that witnessed it, it was the farthest thing from beautiful. Likewise, to the devil, I guarantee this book and film are incredible works of art that he feels very satisfied in having brought about.

I am rarely this publicly confrontational about things, but “The Shack” is anything but a great Christian film. When the truth of the Gospel is being so deviously twisted, I am obligated to speak out, especially when the lies are being delivered through such a powerful medium as film. I will outline only a few key points, and before any of you fall for this tantalizing spiritual trap, I encourage you to do as the Bereans did and test everything you see and hear against the Word of God – that is what we all are to do. And remember that something that is almost truth, or close to it, is far more dangerous than an outright lie.

I honestly don’t even know where to begin about this… film. I believe it is likely one of the most pernicious movies I have yet seen. The book it is based on is far worse. This is a story that will move you emotionally and draw upon the deep places inside of you, but not to drive you to Christ or His Word, oh no. Instead it will drive you to idolatry, deception, and a temporary fix to the pain in this world.

The author, Paul Young, is a universalist. While this may not be quite as apparent in the film, the book makes this quite clear. This is unquestionably the most heretical underpinning of this story, though there are quite a few others. Essentially, universalism states that Jesus is a way, but not the way. Jesus may even be the best way, but He is by no means the only way to heaven. So the Buddhist, the Muslim, and the Atheist are all going to the same heaven together with those who claim to follow Christ – one of the most warped and twisted doctrines (if it can even be called a doctrine) out there. Of course, it blends well with the post-modern idea that “truth is relative.” This is what all the liberal communities in our nation want to say. In fact, they would like to do away with the concept of truth at all.

Next, is the obvious fact that God the “Father” and the Holy Spirit are represented by human women. A complete contradiction to Scripture on multiple levels. All three parts of the Trinity are referred to in the masculine consistently throughout Scripture without exception. Which makes sense if He is the “Bridegroom” and we are the “Bride of Christ.” And more fundamentally is the issue that they are represented by physical human beings at all. God is unquestionably a Spirit and does not have a body, and we are commanded not to create any graven images of God. It is one thing to represent Jesus in a physical body, which He did indeed have and has, but the Father? The Holy Spirit? It is approaching blasphemy to think, let alone purport the idea that God the Father could be confined to a limited, physical, human body.

Additionally, there is no sense of hierarchal structure at all within the “Trinity” in the story, only a circle of equality and unity. Even though the Bible clearly shows that Jesus only did what His Father willed, and that the Holy Spirit only came a result of the mandate of Jesus.

Apparently, according to “The Shack” we are also never going to truly be punished for our sin, and God doesn’t have to punish sin, because “sin is its own punishment.” I’m sure that Ananias and Sapphira would disagree. I am fairly certain that dropping dead is not the automatic result of lying. In the film, “Papa” also says that He doesn’t “orchestrate” tragedies. Again, a total contradiction of Scripture. There are a good number of unquestionable instances of God definitely orchestrating, if not outright ordering great tragedies where many thousands died, or diseases spread, or other terrible things took place.

And right in line with that, “Papa” or God the Father dismisses the notion of God’s “wrath” and states that God is not really who we think He is… Absolute heresy. Not that it is possible that we might misunderstand or perceive Him incorrectly, but that He is not who His written Word has said He is. Hebrews 13:8, says He is, “the same yesterday, today, and forever.” And no one need look very far to see the wrath of God all over the Old Testament, and even in the New Testament as well.

Also, the film draws a line between the justice of God and the love of God, as if they are somehow incompatible with one another. That justice isn’t really something that comes about, because everyone has a past that caused them to do the terrible things they do, and so judgement can’t take place. The “love” of God somehow erases all sin so completely that even without repentance the forgiveness of God covers you. Another lie.

Probably one of the biggest things that disturbed me to the core, and actually caused tears to well up in my eyes, was the absolute disrespect for both God, and His Word by the main character in the story, “Mack.” In the film, there is even a moment that very pointedly shows the Bible sliding off a bed and dropping to the floor. That may seem a small thing, but anyone who understands film knows that nothing like that is incidental. It was so obviously an intentional decision by the director, it made me sick. Mack swears in the presence of God, snaps angrily more than once at God, and is even brought to a place where He puts God on trial! Again, such an abhorrent lack of reverence for the nature of God. When every situation we have in the Bible, both in the Old and New Testament of a man being in the presence of God, even the Apostle John, who was the closest to Jesus, has the man falling upon his face in utter humility and awe of God. Nothing could be further from the arrogance and disrespect shown in this story.

On a small side note, God the Father and the Holy Spirit are dancing around at one point to a song titled, “Gimmie Little Sign” by Brenton Wood. It is a song that is essentially all about sex and “getting it on.” Not a song that my Father in heaven would be dancing to, I think.

So, let’s recall that there are numerous Scriptures that warn against adding or taking away from the Words of God. (Deuteronomy 4:2, 12:32; Proverbs 30:5-6; Matthew 24:24; Mark 7:13; Revelation 22:18-19) And this is exactly what “The Shack” does with arrogant impunity. This story is one that touches your heart and “feels so right.” But so does sex outside of marriage if you aren’t walking rightly with Christ. This is work of fiction that brings a sensual and emotional solution to a problem that is only revealed in the true and wonderful nature of our heavenly Father. As well, just a simple grasp of why sin and death are in this world to begin with. I will attach a short clip from Ravi Zacharias below that nails the answer to the question that this demonically-inspired book and film asks, and heretically tries to answer.

This story is one of spiritual deception and doctrines of demons. It is darkness and lies wrapped in golden foil with flowers and rainbows surrounding it. It is literally laying down the stones upon which many will stumble, and in case we forgot what Jesus had to say about those who are responsible for doing that – check out Matthew 18:6, Mark 9:42, or Luke 17:2. They all say slight variations of the same thing, “Whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to stumble, it would be better for him if a millstone were hung around his neck, and he were drowned in the depth of the sea.”

I encourage you all not to be swept to and fro with every wind of doctrine (Ephesians 4:14) that is pleasing to the ears or soothing to the soul. Allow the Holy Spirit to be your Guide, and always checking all against the Word of God. Without the Word, we can never learn to truly know the voice of our Shepherd.

Below is the link I mentioned earlier, be blessed:

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https://pennedinhonor.com/2017/05/27/update/#respondSat, 27 May 2017 03:06:38 +0000http://pennedinhonor.com/?p=654]]>So, I just updated my Three Dimensional Poetry page with my latest work, check it out! That would be the audible version of Truest Revolution, my latest poetic work. Though in very liberal free verse. Enjoy.]]>https://pennedinhonor.com/2017/05/27/update/feed/0penofhonorTruest Revolutionhttps://pennedinhonor.com/2017/04/16/truest-revolution/
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There is an evil in this land,
An evil we all know
A darkness that pervades all
Every nation and every hall
A Shadow and a Harbinger
Of death and of sorrow
A great evil of two faces
One within us and one without

But to this darkness we will stand,
And no longer cower
Let this evil, too long we have,
In our fat and sluggish stupor

Harken to me, those of you who know
Open up your eyes and awaken to the truth
Join with me in what can only be,
The truest revolution the world will ever see

Break open the bloodied gates,
And seize this our day at last, my friends
Our time of freedom is at hand
Our putrid self-appointed masters have faltered
Their grand schemes are falling into dust
They are soon to be glutted with the bitter draught of defeat –
And that, not half so loathsome a drink as they shall taste hence
That dark and fearsome fate that lingers in their nightmares

To be wholly and utterly forgotten
Lost to the mists of time forever
Only a dark and fading memory they shall be
And stain the pages of our glorious history no more
Accursed and destroyed,
They shall become nothing and no one

So let the fist of freedom be raised high
Let all those who dared control or manipulate the weak be lost
Their defenses overrun,
Their lies uncovered,
Their cities burned down,
Their empires destroyed,
Their dark spawn slain in the streets

Let their fall be mighty
Let the sound of it echo loud into the farthest corners of the Earth

Even now, as they stand behind their gated walls,
Toxic flows of poison oozing from their strongholds
May our whisper in the dark find them in the night
May it haunt their every silence and hound their every step
Just a whisper, but one which grows louder with each passing moment
And rises up to seize their throats
Stopping their hearts
Freezing their minds with a deep and unassailable terror
A whisper that becomes a mighty roar sowing fear and doubt
One which eats, like acid, their resolve, and shatters their machine-minds

One thought

One thought that cannot and will not be assuaged,“We are mindless sheep no longer, and we will
not
go
quietly.”

So, come on then!
Bring your hatred and your weapons of war
Bring all your power, all your strength
For we shall stand
Though once we slept, like a lion we have awoken hungry for our prey,
And we
no
longer
fear you
For now it is you who must fear us

We stand upon the Rock of Liberty
And you cannot defeat us
We draw you in with open arms,
To dash your skulls upon these Stones
So come with your mighty tide and be crushed upon us
As your ambitions are broken
Your greed stripped of all strength
Your hopes ravaged
Your vile rule ended
And your darkness overturned

And now,
As you face your final calamity
Know that not one tear will be shed for you
As we stand, looking down upon you in your helpless misery,
Not a soul shall mourn your passing
As your blood pours out upon the ground
And your body is consumed in fire…

I apologize. I know I have been rather absent as of late. Much going on over the last few months. I will be resuming a more regular posting schedule soon. I only wanted to briefly post a link to this incredibly important series. Regardless of what position you hold on vaccines, I strongly urge you to check out this link. This is hugely critical issue for us right now in our time, and one that not enough people are even aware of. Please take the time to educate yourself so that you can make informed decisions or help others to make informed decisions. It is time for us to stop blindly following anything or anyone.

]]>https://pennedinhonor.com/2017/04/13/vaccines/feed/0penofhonorShattered Messhttps://pennedinhonor.com/2017/01/21/shattered-mess/
https://pennedinhonor.com/2017/01/21/shattered-mess/#commentsSat, 21 Jan 2017 13:51:08 +0000http://pennedinhonor.com/?p=632]]>I’m a broken shattered messAnd no one seems to hear my criesThis truth is so hard to confessBut I just wasn’t ready for those goodbyesI beat my fists into the wallAnd silently scream into the darkWith bloodied hands clenched into a ballMy gear shift’s stuck in parkI can’t move past thisCan’t move beyond thisCan’t push through thisCan’t climb over thisI want to reach out and kill this feelingStrangle it so it never touches me againAs it writhes inside of me all-consumingI just try to slowly count to tenBut nothing inside is working nowThis machine’s frozen and melted all at onceThere no good soil here left to plowI’m nothing more than empty-hearted dunceDon’t you hear me screaming?Don’t you feel me aching?Don’t you see me hurting?Don’t you know I’m dying?This loss is the final act of the playThere’s no turning it around this timeAnd yet there’s so much more I want to sayBut I don’t deserve a word after my crimeIt’s you I wanted but could not haveThough I reached much more than I shouldI strayed so far off the righteous pathAnd tried to do wrong because I couldI saw you neglectedI saw you dejectedI saw you affectedI saw you rejectedI just wanted to save you from your lifeTo show you that I careTake you from your internal strifeBut this life is never fairIt’s not my place to do such thingsOr speak to you in that wayThis hope, life’s messenger never bringsFor instead I’m meant to just “pray”

Forgive me, my bitter and resentful toneAs I watch my joy depart from meAs I take my dark, angered throneThis thing is plain to seeFate has awokenFate has spokenFate is chokin’Fate is brokenI do not even believe in fateBut it seems there must be a curse of sortsThat threw upon my shoulders this great weightAnd caused these sad reportsIf only I could undo these last daysAnd erase all your painInstead I just walk around in a dazeWith little or nothing to gainSearching for a way outI hit the hardest of brick wallsNothing can eliminate this doubtWe’ve been set up for so many fallsThere’s no more EdenNo more cohesionNo more freedomNo more reasonI hold your hand and feel you let goAs your fingers slip out of mineSeeing in your eyes that love light glowThat simply has to fade in timeThis was a love that could never beAnd so I must tear out my own heartSo that you could finally and truly beFree without me holding onto a partI’m angry at this hardnessThat has taken o’er my soulThis resentful coldnessThat’s turned my heart to coalI hate this churningI hate this burningI hate this yearningI hate this turningWhy couldn’t things just go onIn peace and joy as they wereInstead you must be forever goneAs all this fades into the past, a blurBut as I have always knownThis is what it must indeed beThough you were bone of my boneI must leave you to be freeSo I return to my discombobulated messShattered and torn I bleed insideWith a glimmer of hope starting to bring redressAnd life with every tear I’ve criedMay we once again be wiseAnd look to Christ in His eyesTaking hold of our PrizeWe can finally riseFor you.For me.For Him.